When you have two sets of superheroes

Shirley and Batman went back to the Batcave, Alfred stood up from the computer, "Sir."

"I'm fine, Alfred, Shelly's fine." Responding to his unspoken concerns, Batman took off his bat helmet and hung it up. "Anyone else out there besides the Joker?"

"Harley Quinn, Harley Quinn," said Alfred.

Shirley had seen this man in Arkham's criminal record, and it seemed that he was once the clown's attending doctor, but was later bewitched by him to become his assistant.

"What do you think the Joker is trying to do, Bruce?" Shirley asked Batman.

While taking off his bat armor, Batman said in a nonchalant way: "He has been committed to destroying me and Gotham. For ten years." The tone was flat, as if to say 'ah, it's raining again today'.

Shirley said, "He may know who you are."

Batman paused and whispered: "Maybe."

"And you have a son now, Bruce."

"I still have you." Bruce looked up at her. He had just taken off his armor, revealing the tights that could almost draw out the shape of his abdominal muscles. "And he knows who you are."

Shirley: "...the way you look affects my thinking, Bruce."

Bruce chuckled, then unzipped the tights, and Shirley stared at him blankly, continuing, "We've got to make a rule, Bruce. If the clown shows up on a normal day—I mean, on When you are Bruce Wayne, if he is targeting me, you can’t reveal your identity, I will have a way, at least I can teleport away.”

"Shirley," Bruce frowned slightly, "Wayne's identity is not as strong as you think—"

"I know that the omnipotent Batman will always have other ways, but it is better not to be exposed than to be exposed. Think about how many enemies you have, Batman." Shirley sighed, and quickly restrained her emotions and continued Go on, "Also, if—I mean, if something happens to the two children, you must tell me and let me help, okay?"

The Joker may not really care who is under the mask of Batman, he just likes to challenge him, beat him, and torture him. This torture refers to the heart rather than the body. After all, for Batman, any physical torture is impossible bring him to his knees.Batman may die, but the will of Batman will remain deeply rooted in the land of Gotham, and that's the last thing the Joker wants to see.

Take away everything from Batman, pull him off the altar, drag him into the abyss of crime, and then prove to the people of Gotham that the dark knight they have always hoped to save Gotham is just a murderer like him, even A dictator worse than him...

This is the correct way to "kill" Batman.

Bruce pursed his lips slightly, but didn't answer right away.Alfred interjected at the right time: "Miss Shirley, maybe the master needs a kiss."

Shirley tilted her head: "Bruce?"

She knew that Afu was trying to ease the atmosphere, and Bruce's hesitation was also expected by her.Of course Shirley can understand him - on the one hand, Batman, who has always been a loner, is not good at cooperating with others and sharing his territory; She gets involved.

but--

"Bruce, I don't want to be the one who ends up reading the papers about what's going on in Gotham."

This is all light. To be honest, Shirley was afraid that one day when she woke up in the morning, she would be informed by Friday or read the news of Batman's disappearance or death from the newspaper.

Bruce didn't speak, he looked over Shirley to see Rebbit and Batboy hanging next to the shelf.In the more than 2000 days and nights when Shirley disappeared, except for Afu, only the clown knew how much he was affected by this, and what kind of transformation he had because of it.His insight into people's hearts and his ability to design so-called "games" even Batman had to be extremely vigilant.

Bruce didn't want Shirley to be involved in his fight with the clown, but he also knew that if Shirley was really like what she said, she could only learn about what happened to Gotham or him from the newspapers, and passively bear the blow of fate... …

Bruce himself has tried this kind of pain, how could he bear to put Shirley in the same situation as him.

He lowered his eyes, then quickly raised his eyes to look at Shirley, and said in a gentle voice: "Afu is right, maybe you should give me a kiss before asking me for an answer."

Shirley smiled and rushed over to hug him, and kissed him on both cheeks, "Buy one get one free! Thank you for your patronage, welcome next time——"

Bruce cupped her face and kissed her firmly on the lips.

Afu breathed a sigh of relief while silently turning his face away, he almost thought that the cooked Mrs. Wayne... no, the cooked duck was about to fly.

***

Living in Gotham requires a strong heart.

Even if the clown escapes from Arkham, food must be eaten and life must go on.If Arkham made a little movement and made himself so tired that he couldn't think of food or tea, Batman would suffer from depression even if he didn't die from overwork.

After watching the surveillance video of the clown's escape several times but still having no clue, Alfred stayed in the Batcave and stared at the facial recognition systems of each surveillance, while urging Shirley and Bruce to eat at the restaurant he had reserved before—well, now It was already Bruce's property. When he received a call from Alfred to inform him of the bank robbery, he knew that it would probably delay time, so he asked him to buy the restaurant by the way, so they were the only ones in the entire restaurant at the moment. There is a table of guests.

... This "by the way" made Shirley shed tears of poverty again.

Lunch—if it’s dinner, it’s almost five o’clock in the afternoon—when it was time for dessert, Shirley received a video call from Saul, and after answering it, Xiaoba’s angry barking and a group of The sound of a man laughing.

Shirley: "...what are you doing?"

"Hey Shirley, look at Hachi!"

The camera pans down, Captain America’s star shield is on the ground like a pot lid, Xiao Ba is trying to “take” the shield up in various ways, after trying unsuccessfully for a while, he shouts at Tony angrily and aggrievedly— - "You are obviously embarrassing my golden retriever!" Among them was the sound of Hawkeye laughing until he crowed.

Shirley couldn't help her forehead.

"Does Steve know you're playing with his shield like this?"

Tony shrugged nonchalantly, "He won't mind."

Shirley smiled: "Then do you think I would mind if you bullied my dog ​​and made video calls to show off to me, Tony?"

"..." Tony changed the subject decisively, "Hey little girl, you haven't come back from Gotham yet?"

"Is there a meeting?"

"after dinner."

"Okay, I see." Shirley said, and yelled the big golden retriever's name bitterly, "Little Ba, you stupid dog! There is a kitchen knife in the kitchen, go get it and pry the shield up!"

Xiao Ba groaned excitedly, turned his head and ran to the kitchen, and Thor's accusation came from outside the screen: "No, you are cheating!!"

Shirley: "... a group of you gang up on bullying a dog is cheating!!!"

She hung up the phone, still couldn't help laughing, and muttered softly: "A group of children who don't grow up." Speaking of children, she suddenly remembered Dick and Jason who were in school, and asked, "Will you Picking up the little ones from school?"

Bruce was silent for a moment, "I didn't pick them up."

"Then let's go there in a while?" Shirley asked him with her face on her face. The appearance of the clown made her a little uneasy. After all, Batman is now a family leader. She glanced at the wall clock on the wall with the end of her eyes and said, " It's 4:45, it should be about the same time."

Bruce nodded, "Okay."

It was five o'clock when they arrived at Dick and Jason's school. They went around the school to observe the situation and found nothing suspicious.Bruce seldom comes to school, so he stopped by the homeroom teacher's office of the two children to learn about their recent study. Shirley walked near the teaching building and waited for the children to finish class because it was inconvenient to follow.

Dick came out first, and when he saw Shirley, his eyes widened, and he quickened his pace and walked towards her in surprise and joy.

"Shirley! Why are you here?"

Shirley smiled and said, "I'm out to play with Bruce, so I'll come here to pick you up."

Jason came out with Bruce, both of them had serious faces, one was more gloomy than the other, only when they saw Shirley, they relaxed a little.

"Jason."

Shirley greeted him with a smile, and habitually took the schoolbag casually slung over his shoulder. Jason was stunned for a moment, and Shirley carried the schoolbag over without realizing what she was going to do. Finally, he grabbed the strap of the schoolbag and said stiffly, "I can take it myself."

Even though Dick is already a Robin who can take care of himself, even if Jason is already training with Batman, when they are alone, Shirley still takes care of them as two ordinary teenagers.This is not contempt. Shirley certainly believes in the abilities of the two children. She just feels that when life has treated them harshly enough, she still hopes to have a role similar to that of a parent appearing in their lives, even if they think I don't need such care.

But for the little boy who is in the rebellious period and eager to prove himself, there is really no need to have some meaningless disputes over these trivial matters.When Shirley was about to let go, she felt light on her shoulders. It was Bruce who took the schoolbag and hung it on his arm, and said, "Okay, I'll get it and get in the car."

Shirley leaned closer to Dick's ear and whispered something to him. Bruce turned his head to look at her, and Shirley stepped forward to hold his arm and walked forward.Dick rubbed the upper of his shoe on his heel without changing his face, loosened the shoelaces, took out his mobile phone and took out a sneak shot of the back of Batman carrying Jason's schoolbag by bending over to tie the shoelaces, and sent it to Afu , and sent a copy to Jason and Shirley by the way.

Jason's and Shirley's mobile phones rang at the same time. Bruce seemed to have noticed something, but halfway through his turn, Shirley held onto his tiptoes and kissed him sideways. Dick ran up the next second and said, " Just tying my shoes."

Shirley and Jason sat in the back row, and Dick followed suit. Bruce grabbed Dickie by the back of his neck expressionlessly and shoved him into the passenger seat.

Dick: ... qaq

Jason was obviously very happy to see Shirley come to pick him up. Although he was still not good at showing it, he would zip his clothes, look down at his watch, and straighten his collar from time to time... He asked Shirley, "Why are you here?"

"Bruce and I were wandering outside, and he wanted to drop by to pick you up after class when it was almost time."

Jason glanced at her, "This is less credible than the fact that the Joker submitted an application to the Avengers."

Shelly: "..."

She touched her nose in embarrassment, and Jason took out a piece of ice cream from the small refrigerator in the car, unwrapped it and handed it to her, "Eat the ice cream."

Shirley took a bite of the ice cream. The crispy chocolate shell was mellow and sweet, and the vanilla-flavored ice cream inside melted in her mouth. Her eyes lit up immediately. She took another bite and stretched it out in front of Bruce, who was driving in the driver's seat.

She brought the untouched side closer to him, but Bruce didn't mind, turned his head and took a bite along the top of her eating, and heard Shirley ask, "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

Shirley retreated into the back seat contentedly, while Bruce held the steering wheel, his expression subdued unconsciously.

Dick, who had been swiping his phone just now, turned his head to look at Bruce, and asked, "Did the clown come out?"

Bruce responded succinctly, "Yeah."

Shirley added: "Be careful in the future, day and night."

It was getting late after returning to Wayne Manor, Shirley was about to leave, and Bruce took her outside—actually, it was just the courtyard at the back, Shirley turned to him and said, "Then I'm leaving."

Bruce raised his hand to hug her, Shirley leaned against his chest, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, what happened to the enhanced human incident in Gotham?"

"It will be much better after cutting off the supply chain. To put it bluntly, Ecstasy is a drug. If it is not used continuously, it will have side effects like Sean's." Bruce handed his hand, looked down into her eyes, a little helpless, "Are you sure you want this?" When will you tell me about strengthening people?"

Shirley smiled coyly, "I also suddenly remembered."

She approached him flatteringly and kissed him. In fact, between rolling sheets and kissing, both of them prefer kissing and hugging. This kind of intimacy unconsciously made in life always makes people feel extremely ironic and satisfied.

...Of course, it may also be because they really don't have much time to spend on sex.

Feeling the tip of her tongue gently licking past her lower lip, Shirley slightly raised her head to meet her, Bruce's hand around her waist was unconsciously tightened, and the thick eyelashes that were close at hand were accompanied by rapid breathing. Trembling violently, the steel-blue eyes were stained with a deep darkness.

It turns out that it is true that the hug becomes tighter and tighter when kissing, because when the emotions get agitated, there is always a place to vent, and the hands will subconsciously exert force.Shirley didn't push him the first time, she called Bruce's name indistinctly, um...it didn't feel uncomfortable, but if he kissed again, he would probably have to take a cold shower in a while.

Bruce closed his eyes forcefully, tilted his head slightly away from Shirley, leaned on her shoulder and took a deep breath to calm down.

It was getting late, and the wind picked up slowly, and the soft brown hair brushed Bruce's face in the direction of the wind.

Shirley smiled slightly, and whispered, "I really should go."

"Ah."

Bruce kissed her forehead, helped her straighten her hair, and took a step back.

After Shirley teleported away, Bruce went straight back to the Batcave, and Afu followed behind and sighed: "Master, once Miss Shirley leaves, don't you have a reason to stay on the ground?"

Bruce raised his eyebrows and asked him as if asking for instructions: "For example?"

"..." This rhetorical question made Afu speechless for a while, and then he said, "But it's not time for night patrol, and you have nothing to do except the monitoring system, right?"

Bruce was noncommittal, "I'll watch the video a few more times and think about something. Don't call me for dinner, I'm not hungry yet, just leave me a few slices of bread."

Afu held back his sigh again, but knew he couldn't be persuaded, so he turned around and walked up.

The author has something to say: *Being brought into the pit by a friend, after tomorrow, other games rely on krypton, this game depends on liver, my mother orz

*I like to watch horror movies when I’m writing. I opened the three VIPs of Youku, Tencent, and iQiyi one by one, and cleaned up the horror movie library (only the ratings are ok), and now I’m so lonely...